Lavender Snowe Novels & Stories

Noah's photos were on the matting table in the center of the space, having not been framed by Nicole yet. Raven picked up the first shot, an eleven-by-nine of her from behind while she sat on the boulder halfway down the valley on their island. The mist in the background gave the mountains a mysterious quality. It was the pop of color that was most intriguing. Her black hair falling down her back, white snow dusting the ground, the red blanket-all mesmerizing.

The snow blew fiercely against my skin as I made my way through. As I step into the snow, the crisp air fills my lungs, and the snow crunches beneath my boots with each careful step. Flakes twirl lazily around me, catching the light like specks of dancing stardust. The world seems hushed, as if nature itself is holding its breath in reverence of this serene moment. With each step, I leave behind a trail of footprints, a fleeting testament to my journey through this pristine landscape. Despite the cold, there's a warmth in my heart, and a little bit of suspicion something had happened. The weather was unusual. Winter had passed, it was spring. I was here again.

my wolf growled, but I was far too gone, far too weak to move a muscle, far too gone to even breathe. Everything went silent, dark, and… Cold. ***** “Is she responding to any stimuli,” “Not quite yet, Alpha,” “Why is it taking so long?” “It would take some time for her to heal properly. It's a miracle she survived such a brutal experience,” “Alright, how long has she been out?” “Two days and a few hours. Luckily, her coma isn't going to last for months.” “Look!” “She seems to be awake, her fingers are twitching,”

Just one more time before we float off in the wind And all the time we spent Waiting for the light to take us in Have been the greatest moments of my life I don’t care how long it takes As long as I’m with you, I’ve got a smile on my face Save your tears, it’ll be okay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay-ay-ay-ay Yeah, if with me Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh I can’t describe, oh, oh (Song by D4vd) When he was done, Aurora didn’t even care about anyone or anything, shs ran towards him and enveloped him in a tight hug as a tear trickled down her eyes. Not only was he awesome, he was also a great singer. “What more could she want from a man? “Babe?” Her voice was cracky. “No tears my queen”Malcolm whispered. The

Ava stopped meditating to open her eyes and look at Zeke. He was feeling restless, probably like how she was. Maybe he could feel it, too. Their time was up. “Why do you hate Jared?” Zeke’s attention came back to her, and he frowned. “We’re here to try to speak to your wolf, not worry about that bastard.” “I think my wolf will make herself known when she wants to,” she said as she stretched her legs out on the lawn and then lay back to look at the night sky.

Lydia asked, echoing her sister's earlier comment. “Yeah,” Sean nodded. “You smell like honeysuckle.” “No, that’s not my smell,” Lydia waved him off. “Well, it’s true! Lydia, you smell like that,” Blake added, sniffing her sister. “If I remember correctly, your smell used to be like ice in a…” “White snow,” Lydia completed. How could she smell like honeysuckle? Her wolf was associated with the scents of white snow and bluebells. She sniffed at herself but regretted it; without her wolf, she couldn't smell anything.

We were sitting in my study room; I was discussing with them how to make it up to Rayne. "Rayne! She adores red velvet," Olivia elaborated. She was sitting horizontally on the dark blue recliner I had in my study. Her hair was dangling, touching the ground. Roland was sitting on the couch, in a normal position, unlike how Olivia was sitting. "Take red velvet cupcakes with you. That MIGHT make her forgive you faster," she said as she played with a long strand of her blonde hair, twirling it around her fingers, while she kept making bubbles with the gum she was chewing.

The Lombartti family will cease to exist in this world. Thomas and I were at this bar on the east side of town, and I was looking at this beautiful woman. Good Lord, she was beautiful. She had waist-length curly kinky hair, caramel skin, legs that went for days, and a face that I knew if she smiled, it would light the whole room. I don’t know what came over me, but I stood up and started to press my drink into Thomas’ chest. “ Sir? Sir? Where are you-” His voice faded as I walked further and further away from him. I walked up to the chair and I could smell her. She smelled like Shea Butter and ocean waters, like she had bathed in a candle and lotioned up with Shea Butter.

" With that, I turned and grabbed Amelia's hand before walking away. "Charlie Holland! Charlie, stop!" Mom screamed from behind. Melanie tried to catch up, but in the end, she stopped in her tracks. As she watched my determined silhouette, she finally understood that some people, once lost, could never be found again. … It had been two years since I'd come to Valdora. This winter, it finally started to snow. On New Year's Eve, Amelia came knocking on my grandparents' door in the middle of the night. "Charlie, come out! It's snowing!" She grabbed my hand and pulled me outside.

I said cutting the tension in the room. “I’m Snowdrop, but you can call me Snow for short. " She said in another whisper, placing her head back down to her bag. I guess she is more of a shy girl. “I’m Lavender nice to meet you Snow.” I said in a confident manner walking up to the other side of the bed for a shake shocked at my approach she shook back with a slight smile. As the time past unpacking we both had small talk, about our favorite book, plants, she was a Winter fairy hint's her name, more specifically a hunting frost fairy she showed me a couple of snow tricks like ice balls and snowflakes.